butterfly without wings
I set my eye on the setting sun and think about the choices I've made so far in life. Too...
I set my eye on the setting sun and think about the choices I've made so far in life. Too...
When I first heard about the artist Georgia O' Keeffe, I was a young man's fool, and laughed at the...
Walking without purpose, enjoying my surroundings as I find different paths to the same place. I find an old man...
The cobblestone streets of Prague twist and turn every which way, and even with a map, anyone that doesn't speak...
Walking along cobblestone streets at night, thinking of you in the darkness. The light from a street lamp showcases the...
The map had them labeled as beach campgrounds, tied to little seaside towns. As the car tires slowly turned, grinding...
The sign was barely visible through the thick morning fog...Salton City Beach. I gripped the steering wheel and turned sharply...
If the truth be told, I hadn't been a part of a countdown to a New Year for many, many...
The cold, snow and ice has gripped my hometown in a killer's vice, the inversion of dirty pollution has one...
It was the morning of my first full day in the city of Prague. As I open my window and...
I remember the phone call as clearly as any unforgettable memory. "Do you have a passport?" "No." " Well then...
The blogging world is a curious one indeed, and can sometimes happily lead me to places and adventures that most...